"You can't go anywhere." Mo Liancheng narrowed his eyes slightly and warned her not to move.

"I'm just kind-hearted. Don't think of my kindness as a donkey's lungs."

"Are you sure?"

"Ahem... um." Qu Tan'er's neck shrank, was the joke too big?!

"If you have the ability, say it again." Mo Liancheng was slightly angry.

"Just say it, am I still afraid of you?" Qu Tan'er raised her head and stared at him.

Damn it, you dare to attack her? Pregnant women are the biggest, didn’t he hear that?

Suddenly, Mo Liancheng's handsome face softened and he whispered: "Being angry is not good for the fetus."

"You were the one who made me angry first." She pouted her lips with a look of ruthlessness on her face.

"I apologize." Mo Liancheng smiled softly, and gently stroked her back with his hand, as if to help her calm down.

The two of you said something to each other, but they spoke as if no one else was watching.

Some of the audience members at the scene had different expressions.

Mo Jingxuan took a sip of tea and almost choked to death. He stared blankly at the two people making love in front of the study. Then he turned his eyes to Zhao Qingyun, whose entire face turned dark. He felt helpless.

.He has seen so much that he has almost become numb...and she will get used to it sooner or later.

"Since Your Majesty is busy, I won't bother you. I'll come back when Your Majesty is free." Zhao Qingyun suddenly smiled softly and completely ignored the scene in front of her. She couldn't even hear the tone of her voice.

If she hadn't shown the embarrassment of losing control and roaring just now, if her tears weren't still there, others would have suspected that it was an illusion.

She turned around gracefully and walked slowly, but no matter how slow she was, she would still walk out the door.

"Huh? She just left like this?" Mo Jingxuan looked weird.

Mo Liancheng also showed a slight expression of inquiry.

"Bago, do you think she's weird? When did she become so easy to talk to? This doesn't look like her at all. Could she be up to something?"

"Leave it to her."

"Bago, I think we have to be more careful about this, lest she move-" Mo Jingxuan glanced at Qu Tan'er, but stopped at the critical point, and then looked at Mo Liancheng cautiously.

Qu Tan'er raised her eyebrows, naturally understanding what Mo Jingxuan meant.

She also felt that Zhao Qingyun's departure was very strange, and he must have some agenda.

The next moment, Mo Jingxuan rubbed oil on the soles of his feet and hurriedly ran towards the door. When leaving, he still did not forget to say hello to the people in the house: "I still have something to do, so I'll go ahead first, no need to send him off."

Bago will naturally know something, so does he need to remind him? When he mentioned it, he felt a bit self-conscious...

There are only two people in the study room.

"Chengcheng, I want to ask you something, this one..." Qu Tan'er took out the jade flute he gave him, "Yours? Where did you get it?"

"It was given by Grandpa Huang, along with Jin Ling." Mo Liancheng answered without thinking, "What's the problem? I rarely play the flute, so I keep it in the study and never use it."

"Qiankun Bixue? Why are there four words engraved on it?" Qu Tan'er was very curious.

Mo Liancheng took it and played with it, "This flute has a name, Bi Xue."

"Huh? What a good thing!" Qu Tan'er pretended to be fine, but deep down she felt weird.

But after thinking about it, I still haven’t expressed the strangeness in my heart yet...

*********

The days still have to go on, without wind or waves, but calm.

Early this morning, Mo Liancheng left the house.

Qu Tan'er was lying on the rocking chair, casually admiring the flowers in front of her, "You can't go anywhere." Mo Liancheng narrowed his eyes slightly and warned her not to move.

"I'm just kind-hearted. Don't think of my kindness as a donkey's lungs."

"Are you sure?"

"Ahem... um." Qu Tan'er's neck shrank, was the joke too big?!

"If you have the ability, say it again." Mo Liancheng was slightly angry.

"Just say it, am I still afraid of you?" Qu Tan'er raised her head and stared at him.

Damn it, you dare to attack her? Pregnant women are the biggest, didn’t he hear that?

Suddenly, Mo Liancheng's handsome face softened and he whispered: "Being angry is not good for the fetus."

"You were the one who made me angry first." She pouted her lips with a look of ruthlessness on her face.

"I apologize." Mo Liancheng smiled softly, and gently stroked her back with his hand, as if to help her calm down.

The two of you said something to each other, but they spoke as if no one else was watching.

Some of the audience members at the scene had different expressions.

Mo Jingxuan took a sip of tea and almost choked to death. He stared blankly at the two people making love in front of the study. Then he turned his eyes to Zhao Qingyun, whose entire face turned dark. He felt helpless.

.He has seen so much that he has almost become numb...and she will get used to it sooner or later.

"Since Your Majesty is busy, I won't bother you. I'll come back when Your Majesty is free." Zhao Qingyun suddenly smiled softly and completely ignored the scene in front of her. She couldn't even hear the tone of her voice.

If she hadn't shown the embarrassment of losing control and roaring just now, if her tears weren't still there, others would have suspected that it was an illusion.

She turned around gracefully and walked slowly, but no matter how slow she was, she would still walk out the door.

"Huh? She just left like this?" Mo Jingxuan looked weird.

Mo Liancheng also showed a slight expression of inquiry.

"Bago, do you think she's weird? When did she become so easy to talk to? This doesn't look like her at all. Could she be up to something?"

"Leave it to her."

"Bago, I think we have to be more careful about this, lest she move-" Mo Jingxuan glanced at Qu Tan'er, but stopped at the critical point, and then looked at Mo Liancheng cautiously.

Qu Tan'er raised her eyebrows, naturally understanding what Mo Jingxuan meant.

She also felt that Zhao Qingyun's departure was very strange, and he must have some agenda.

The next moment, Mo Jingxuan rubbed oil on the soles of his feet and hurriedly ran towards the door. When leaving, he still did not forget to say hello to the people in the house: "I still have something to do, so I'll go ahead first, no need to send him off."

Bago will naturally know something, so does he need to remind him? When he mentioned it, he felt a bit self-conscious...

There are only two people in the study room.

"Chengcheng, I want to ask you something, this one..." Qu Tan'er took out the jade flute he gave him, "Yours? Where did you get it?"

"It was given by Grandpa Huang, along with Jin Ling." Mo Liancheng answered without thinking, "What's the problem? I rarely play the flute, so I keep it in the study and never use it."

"Qiankun Bixue? Why are there four words engraved on it?" Qu Tan'er was very curious.

Mo Liancheng took it and played with it, "This flute has a name, Bi Xue."

"Huh? What a good thing!" Qu Tan'er pretended to be fine, but deep down she felt weird.

But after thinking about it, I still haven’t expressed the strangeness in my heart yet...

*********

The days still have to go on, without wind or waves, but calm.

Early this morning, Mo Liancheng left the house.
Chapter completed!